She started eating and I felt like banging my forehead against our table. What the hell was going on? Once she'd wolfed down her food, I decided to put an end to the charade. "Gray, can we talk about last night?"
"Yeah, of course. I just didn't wanna be the one to bring it up in case it wasn't something you wanted to discuss. 'Cause like at the end of the day, it's none of my business... I was just picking up my phone and I saw something I obviously wasn't meant to see."
"What?" I gaped at her, gobsmacked. "What do you mean it's none of your business? I was filming porn in our living room!"
"Cass, you're an adult. You pay your own rent, your own bills... You should be able to do whatever you wanna do in your own home. I know I shouldn't have run off like I did—" Looking away, she ramble
